The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia licked his lips and did not speak.

"Three!" Luo Yibei began to count down.

Fang Chi Xia just stared at his hand and looked at it, still did not react.

"Two!" Luo Yibei's voice, once again sounded.

Fang Chi Xia’s hand kept in the corner of the clothes, still did not speak.

Luo Yibei stunned a cold, the trigger wanted to pull again, Fang Chixia's body suddenly flew in his direction.

Her movements were very fast, the white dress was lifted by the wind, the body slammed into his arms, and the gun in her hand was thrown to the side and threw it. She pushed him and slammed it and fell to the ground.

All of her reactions were quick, and the speed of running, like an explosion, even made Luo Yibei not react.

Two people fell to the ground together, she pressed him, the heartbeat of both people was very fast, "噗通" "噗通", fresh and powerful.

Fang Chi Xia did not mean to rise up, so he squatted on him, as if he had not recovered from the incident.

She didn't care that there were so many people on the scene, so she pressed him, his arms glazed at his waist, and it was just a reaction under the rush, but it was like a snuggle.

She seems to be scared, and her face is not **** at first.

Her hand slammed the corner of his clothes tightly, and the five fingers kept tightening.

The two men's chests are attached to the chest, and Luo Yibei can clearly feel her heartbeat and her own.

Fang Chi Xia’s heartbeat is several beats faster than him, like a sudden resurrection after a silence, one after another.

Compared to her nervousness, Luo Yibei is much calmer than her.

His face didn't even fluctuate much, let her kneel on herself, and he stared at her quietly.

The line of sight slid along her hand, swam past her body, and finally stayed on the hair on her side.

The hair on her side doesn't know when it's sweaty. The sweat is rolling down the smooth face, slipping through her neck and blending into the neckline of her chest. White clothes, I don't know when. It is already wet.

Fasino stood in a place a few meters away from the two, and looked at Fang Chixia in this way, his fingertips licking his temples.

Fang Chi Xia is still on the body of Luo Yibei. She seems to have forgotten what it is like at the moment. It is so close to Luo Yibei’s arms, her head is in his heart, listening to his heartbeat. It doesn't mean to get up.

Luo Yibei’s gaze crossed her, and he sneaked a lap in the field.

He wanted to see what the scene was. He found that the long red carpet, no petals, no bouquets, did not look like a wedding.

Luo Yibei slightly stunned, and did not respond to what was happening at the moment.

"Canceled, you guessed it." Next to it, Fissino's voice was cold and sounded, "I mean what I and I have!"

Luo Yibei is a glimpse, it seems that he did not expect him to be so simple.

I did not expect Fang Chi Xia to cancel.

Seeing that she just rushed in, like a person who canceled the wedding?

Fesno didn't want to explain too much, and his eyes narrowly looked at the guests present.

Regardless of the presence of Mrs. Chris, he announced that "the wedding today is here! Sorry, everyone, just my grandmother made a misunderstanding!"

He didn't want to stay at the scene, dropped two sentences, and walked straight ahead to go outside the scene.